A Picture’s Worth…Snow

Derrick's Snow Portrait

There is a story behind just about every image we make. From time to time Emily and I would like to share a few of those stories with you. To kick things off I can’t think of a better subject than the one in this photo.

For those of you who know me and my family you probably think I’m getting ready to talk about my brother. And I will. But I’m talking about the other subject in this photo. The one right next to him. That’s right, this photo is about the snow.

My brother, sister and I have had a love affair with snow for as long as I can remember. We have my dad to thank for that. He shared his love of snow and winter with us from our earliest ages. As we’ve grown up that love for all things white has deepened. So much so that we anticipate snow fall as much as a child longs for Christmas morning.

This particular day was the Friday one week before Christmas in 2009. All the weather outlets had been calling for snow the previous two days. According to them it was a sure thing this time, but knowing North Carolina weather as I do I was pretty skeptical. However, as the warnings mounted, the grocery store parking lots filled, and the clouds started to move in I could not help but wonder, “Could this be it?”

Friday morning, as God Himself looked with favor on our weather forecasters, it began to snow right when they said it would. By 11:00 am the roads were covered and it wasn’t showing any signs of stopping. My wife and I gathered our ski gear and headed to my parents home trying to get as close to the ski slopes as possible.

My brother had already arrived and was putting the finishing touches on his ski edges. After the hugs, back slaps, and noisy I-told-you-so’s, there came a moment when we all stood there in the silence just looking at the beautiful snowflakes tumbling to the ground. Right after our moment of wonder this photo was made. Derrick’s face says it all. The look of joy mixed with the anticipation of skiing was mirrored in all our faces.

For some of you the memories surrounding that snow are of fear and desperation as roads became impassible and homes were left without heat. Even if you don’t like snow I hope you experienced similar joys as you gathered around a candle lit meal with your family or played in the snow the next day. Regardless, a white Christmas was enjoyed by all one week later and for those who traveled deep into the mountains there was still natural snow to be found one month later to the day.

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  1. Michael

    As always we welcome comments. Tell us what you think about the picture, the post or your own experience with the snow.

    Jan 27, 2010 @ 9:18 pm


  2. Aunt Gerry

    Michael,
    Love the blog, love the picture, love the man. Can’t wait for more.
    Aunt Gerry

    Jan 27, 2010 @ 9:38 pm